Who’s Handicapped

March 31, 2010

Here’s another thing about driving: what’s the story on the handicapped placard thingamajiggys you see hanging from everyone’s rearview mirrors these days? It seems they give them out at every Circle-K in the state to any blue-haired retiree that walks in the door. Honestly, the old gal can barely see over the hood, let alone drive, and here we are hanging a big hunk of blue and white plastic four inches away from her nose and obstructing half of her field of vision as she tries to navigate a Lincoln Towncar the size of a shortbus through morning traffic. Stupid. Sometimes I think the guys running the DMV and taking bribes from the Easter Seal lobbyists are the ones who are handicapped. But that’s just me.